Longevity Story

Looking at himself who fell into a coma, in the long-term memory, the pain in the back of his head that caused the fragment of his memory to be awakened again.Emiya Kiritsugu had the urge to touch the back of his head.

But the moment he realized that it was an illusion, he stopped the urge.

Will be laughed at, absolutely will be laughed at.Emiya Kiritsugu made an unfounded conclusion.

"Don't mind, I know that the probability of death from a blunt blow to the back of the head is higher than the probability of coma, so you see, I used magic to ensure that you can be [-]% coma-

【Stupefy】! ~”

Then, the tip of the star-carved wand glowed white, and "Old Irisviel", who had not yet fully realized her husband's fall, also fell asleep.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes jumped and said, "Since you know that hitting the back of the head is a misunderstanding by a layman, why don't you omit this step?"

"Yes, why?" Xing Ke disagreed: "I can't even explain why the two of you can exist at the same time, how can I know my code of conduct?"

Xingchi used a magical barrier to pack the two "corpses" and let them float by his side.

"Let's go, go out and see how our lovely Ilya is doing now."

"...Illya left Ellie's side at this time because of the mixed-race man-made magic circuit test, and it should be in the underground laboratory."

Emiya Kiritsugu still felt that it was very difficult for him to communicate with Xingke. Although he had known each other for more than half a month, he still didn't know how to get along with him... No, it should have been before today, Emiya Kiritsugu has been All try to avoid contact with the star.

A summoned tool man, a sacrifice that will surely be consumed as the Holy Grail's magic power, Emiya Kiritsugu kept from the bottom of his heart to prevent the two parties from getting to know each other, resulting in [feelings] or [bonds].

It's all his own choice, so it's time to bear the consequences.

"Actually, you don't need to think too much, right? This time travel is also my first official time travel, so the [result] is already predestined, we just need to play freely and do what we want to do. ——No matter what is done, it will inevitably become [cause] or [pass].”

"Really... no matter what you do?" Emiya Kiritsugu recounted like a really studious student.

"Yes, no matter what you do, your memory will not change, right?" Xing Ke walked generously in the corridor of Einzbern Castle and said:

"You will kill the Quartet together with Mrs. Ellie, and the doll maids of the Einzbern family will also be mosaic, scattered all over the place, and finally you will be tied up somewhere on the first floor. Arrest, take the blame for future self..."

"I didn't want to avoid what happened, I didn't ask for any redemption, I just wanted to know why—" Emiya Kiritsugu followed behind Xingke, questioning like a student:

"Obviously we are now, because of your vast supernatural powers, Teacher, you are unimpeded here, and obviously we can accomplish our purpose without anyone being aware of it..."

"No, no, that's not the point." Xing Ke opened one eye and closed one eye, pretending to look down at Emiya Kiritsugu, and replied:

"Although our purpose is to snatch Ilya, if we just do this, I can do it when I was in the snow forest outside - use magic to find someone, and use magic to transfer. You and Eiffel don't have to be Sakura.

But then what? "

"Then..." Emiya Kiritsugu was silent for a while, and then seemed to understand, and said solemnly: "I think I will think that Illya was taken away by the Einzbern family and hid in the snow. , or was subjected to some excessive experimentation...dead."

"Yes, the point here is not [what we did so that we got the result], but [what we have to do to leave behind, and in which direction the future trend will be directed]." Xing Ke was proud, like a Teachers teach students the same way:

"Kiritsugu, you have always wanted to make the world peaceful, but you have never done anything [to make the world peaceful]."

"...That's right, Sensei. All I've been doing is [destroying what I think is evil in the world], and I've never confirmed whether what I've done will really make the world peaceful." Emiya Kiritsugu himself This has already been noticed.

No matter how many sinful people are killed, new sins will always be born continuously, from the originally harmless crowd, from the original kindness of the crowd.

Even with their own will, for good purposes, do evil things that are beyond redemption.

"To do big things and big projects, except for the exceptions of my specifications, one's strength is limited, and he can only do the work of adding bricks and tiles from birth to death, and he can't live with a roof until he dies. The house...you never even know what kind of house you're making.

Can you understand?This is the mortal being drowned in the torrent of the times. "

"I can generally understand. People who make bullets, grow marijuana, and drive slave ships don't think about whether these things will be used on themselves, nor do they realize the interlocking of sins that they have created." Emiya Kiri Si gave an example with his own knowledge, like a top student who draws inferences from other facts:

"Everyone has done their best just by being alive."

"Yes, yes, that's what it is. But ah, Kiritsugu, this is where you are lacking-" Xingke's unceremonious tone changed:

"You always set your sights on the misfortunes one by one, the battlefields one by one, focus on where your eyes can reach, and start the so-called righteous actions by yourself."

"Yeah, that's what I've always done." He also never thought it was wrong.

"It's not that I'm wrong." Xing Ke paused temporarily and carefully observed a maid who was walking slowly in front of him, who might be a daily patrol:

"I just think that a battle affects the success or failure of a war, the success or failure of a war affects the balance between a country's forces, a country's interest disputes radiate the chain of the world's resource economy, and economic turmoil spreads to the hands of countless stakeholders. After reading the report numbers in the report, they didn't care whether the [Deaths] listed on the report were three-digit or five-digit.

Because the number of people involved in a decision by a superior can easily exceed eight digits, in units of hundreds of millions..."

Emiya Kiritsugu also stopped and lowered his head a little unwillingly. The light outside the window shone on his spectacle lenses, causing a strong reflection, obscuring his heart.

Finally, when thinking, there is no longer a shadow in front of me.

"So, the foundation of [Prophecy Magic] was established here. Emiya-san, you must continue to work hard? I hope that every step you take in the future is the right choice..."

814. Some people don't know how to draw even if they suddenly win the lottery...

I don't know why, Emiya Kiritsugu always has a feeling of "standing and talking without back pain"

Why do you dare to say such a thing?Have you really experienced that feeling?Do you understand what it's like to be a "gear" person?Have you experienced cannonballs, fireworks and bloody hell?How can someone like you who is standing at the pinnacle of power know the misfortune and helplessness of mortals? !

But instinctively, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't say such words, it would look stupid.

The fact that the general language of venting dissatisfaction does not have any effect on the development of things.

Furthermore, in the face of Xingke's eyes that couldn't see the mood swings, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't say such a sentence at all.

"Yes, teacher. I will try my best."

"...Well, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, after a long time, you will slowly start to gain knowledge."

Emiya Kiritsugu is too young to be duplicitous in front of Xingke, but Master Mage can basically read minds.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't refute anything, and turned his eyes to the maid-girl who was advancing further and further ahead.

He didn't know whether he knew her or not, because the maid dolls of the Einzbern family all looked the same to him, and they still had the same face as his wife.In his view, these dolls have no concept of distinction.

Only Alice Phil and other indifferent handy tool people...

"So do you want me to destroy her? I don't care..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is your brain okay?" Xing Ke looked at Emiya Kiritsugu with a look of incomparable contempt, as if looking at junk food:

"Where are you a savage? Do you only have wild boars in your eyes? Do you have any problems with your eyes? Don't you understand how precious a beautiful girl is to this world? You just pulled out of Mrs. Ellie's XX and didn't know you. Are you Madam's siblings? A scumbag? A priest? Fang Yuan?"

"..."

He was suddenly reprimanded by the speed of speaking like a storm. Because it came too quickly, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't even have a chance to show surprise or bewilderment, so he could only stand there silently.

Yes, just like a student who got into trouble and was reprimanded by the teacher, he was so well-behaved and relieved.

"Since I, a magician with great magical powers, are standing here, do you still think there is something that can only be solved by sacrificing a fresh life and destroying a delicate doll?"

Saying that, Xing Ke shook the wand in his hand.

"Tell you, this is the right thing to do

~ "

A beam of white light flashed, and the maid, who was unaware of the existence of someone around her, lost consciousness, or in other words, stopped functioning as an android battle maid.

"~"

Just like the protective cover protecting the former Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel, the same magic capsule wrapped the maid and also suspended behind Xingke.

"!"

The violent magic fluctuations began to dissipate, and the world in front of Emiya Kiritsugu began to distort, as if something that did not exist at the beginning was forcibly implanted into the reality scene.

Then, when he saw what appeared, his heart beat even slower.

"This is!?"

White hair, dark skin, oddly styled black armor and red scarves, and a fully-armed modern firearm weapon. Although Emiya Kiritsugu had never dressed like this, that person must be himself.

And behind the figure like a dead gunman at the end of the century, Irisviel floated in the air like a goddess of light in two colors of platinum, guarding there.

Even, even the figure of the maid, who had just been packaged by Xing Ke, reappeared.

The next moment, the heroic scene of blood and fire began to play out. "White-haired Emiya Kiritsugu" slaughtered the reappearing maid without hesitation, and the stumps and bright red scattered in an instant...

Finally, the magic alarm, which had been letting Xingke do anything like a deaf mute, was triggered.Rapid footsteps and shouts began to be heard in the distance, and the Einzbern Castle in the cold winter instantly became lively...

Facing this lively castle, facing the malice from the world, the dark end of the century dead gunman, began his raging road

"It's time for the show, there should be thunderous applause (first) here!~"

Xing Ke opened his arms and wanted to cosplay the plan of a certain bearded old gentleman... But because there is no suitable person here to cooperate with the complaints, he can only smile and put down his arms:

"Haha, just kidding, I don't have that waste treasure, my magic effect is very good."

"Are these...all illusions?" Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, his face turning a little ugly.

"Do you think these are hallucinations?" Xing Ke smiled, leaned down and picked up a piece of broken bone stained with bright red scattered on the floor, pinched it between his fingers, and showed it to Emiya Kiritsugu.

"So are these really true?" Emiya Kiritsugu remembered that he seemed to have seen the scene of the Einzbern family disposing of the bodies in the inner corridor of the castle afterwards.

"Are you a fool? How could it be true?" Said, Xing Ke threw the broken bones in his hand.

The broken bones crossed the parabola like ordinary broken bones and fell toward the ground, but in the next instant, they disintegrated into light spots in mid-air and dissipated.

Then, where the broken bones were picked up at the star carving, the light spots gathered again and returned to their original form, the original position...

"How? Do you understand?" Xing Ke asked.

Do you understand?understand?What?Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know what he should understand.

"I've been studying phantom magic since a long time ago. After that, I went to many different places and got inspired by a lot of novelties. Then phantom magic gradually evolved, blurring the boundary between reality and illusion." Star carved like complacent said:

"By now, a lot of things can already be done... There should be similar examples in this world, right? That Moon Princess's specialty...?"

"This world? The princess of the moon? You mean the legendary one..."

"This kind of thing is fine, the point is not here." Xing Ke interrupted Emiya Kiritsugu's useless question, and started to move forward, preparing to pack and recover the second maid doll in front:

"The point is, I am so powerful, but you don't even have the imagination to make things work out perfectly...

Break the stereotype of your own thinking and expand your knowledge. This is the first step you should do now. "

815. This kind of thing, no matter how complicated the process is, in the end, a man must come out and be beaten...

"Miss Maiya, is she really going to be okay? Little Elias?" Irisviel snuggled up beside her daughter and watched as the two maids were carrying Maiya Kuu, who was on a stretcher, into the space for transfer. In the magic circle, some worried asked.